LOGINI grew up in the pack, and I’ve never stepped out of our town, so seeing the city for the first time feels refreshing and intimidating in equal measure. The city is not a far cry from the town. They’re actually pretty similar, like the pack is a mini version of the city, only louder, busier, and mor
PART FOUR“Why do you always wear black?”“Isn’t black too much of a stretch?” Rome smirks as he answers my question with one of his. We’re lying down on my bed, facing each other. He’s in a casual crewneck long-sleeve black t-shirt, and my fingers trace his pecs through the shirt as we talk about n
Wouldn’t it have been better if I had told her that he spoke to me and said he would come back in two years?Wouldn’t it have been better if I had told her that the guys found out about her sleepwalking? That I had no way to control it, but it happened?Wouldn’t it have spared her the heartbreak, th
Remy and I reappear out of the shadows in the foyer of a large house, not a second after we left King’s place.I know I should be thinking about the fact that I just umbraported, something I shouldn’t be able to do, something I don’t think even Remy can do, or maybe she can.I know I should go looki
What if I did sneak out?“This is so messed up, you know?” My dad sighs, and for a moment, I feel bad. What right do I have to be mad at him for telling them? It’s not like I outright came out and told him not to tell anyone. I just thought we had an unspoken agreement not to, and he knew I wasn’t c
BetrayalShameFearThese emotions are warring inside me as I lie here, each one fighting for dominance, each one savagely scratching its way to the surface and dripping down my face as tears.How could they?How could he?!I must have fallen asleep at King’s place after the movie. Ever since I star
“Oh, shut up!” I snap at him and hastily reach out for the pack that Ansel hands me. When I open it, I almost die from how delicious the beef burger looks, and the aroma...when I finally take a bite,“I think I just died and went to food heaven.” I moan. “Thank you, Ansel.”“Don’t thank me, thank Ki
“Do you even know what a slut is, Penelope?” I ask, “Because you keep calling me a slut, and a whore, and whatever, and yet only one of us has a hymen, and it’s not the one without a mate.” There’s a collective gasp in the cafeteria, then there’s laughter as Penelope’s face heats. Yet she doesn’t ba
And that is proven when it’s my turn to be served. She puts the serving spoon into the serving dish, dishing out some of the food for me. However, when she brings out, it’s empty. My eyes fall to her as she turns the spoon as if transferring the air on the spoon onto the plate, then she does it a se
“You do...” I cough violently when I try to use my voice, and he immediately rushes over and gets me water which I gulp down before speaking again. “You do know I was at fault, right? I did hit Penelope.”“Right after she hit you.” He gave me a pointed look, telling me he knew exactly what happened







